Dire, Timber, Claddagh, Konstantin, Viktor, and I are still out in the hallway, waiting for Medic to come tell us what the f**k happened to my woman. Earlier, Medic whispered something to Ksenyia, and after she answered him, he asked me to get Clara. When I came back with her, she told me to stay out here. Now, she, Medic, and Kicker have been in there for almost three hours. For a while, I was here alone. After the first hour, Konstantin and Viktor joined me— then Timber, then Claddagh, and Dire's been here about forty minutes.
"Grey," Dire says softly.
"Yeah?"
"No matter what, we'll get her through it," he says, his eyes never leaving the spot on the floors he's been staring at.
I swallow hard as Konstantin reaches over and puts his hand on my shoulder. "I know we will."
